fandomhigh | Ethics [Thursday, October 1, 1st period]

When the Ethics class arrived in the Danger Shop, they stepped into an entirely different world.

An incredibly dry, hot one. That smelled really bad.

Anakin waved his hand around the room. "Welcome to the embodiment of gluttony," he said, "the palace of a Hutt."

He concentrated on the controls on the far side of the room, and the simulation sprung to life: dozens of beings drinking, eating, and dancing, with all activity centered around a vile slug of a beast laying on the raised dais at the front of the room.

In a place of honor on the wall was a man, face twisted in a silent scream but his features obscured beyond recognition, encased in silver. Anakin ignored it as he walked past to point at the creature on the dais. "That," he said, nose wrinkling in disgust, "is a Hutt. This particular version was named Jabba, one of the most powerful crime lords in the galaxy." A grim smile turned the corners of his mouth up. "At least until he met my children."

He shook his head. "That is neither here nor there. Today is an interactive experience for you, class. Take a good hard look around. See the effects that gluttony can have."

His eyes went flat. "Touch any of the dancing girls and you'll regret it. That's a promise."

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"Don't call me --" Katchoo began defensively, but she didn't have the heart for it today. Physically, she felt fine, although still a bit weak from the blood loss she'd suffered. "I'm okay. Why?"

"I am sorry, I did not realize I was not supposed to call you that," Raven said. "What name would you prefer?" Whatever healing Merlin had done seemed to have worked, though she sensed Katchoo's weakness.

"Merlin told you had been wounded," she said. "He wished me to check on you."

"Damn him," Katchoo said, mildly and even affectionately. "Whatever the hell he did, I'm a hell of a lot better than I would've been otherwise."

She paused. "Aw, what the hell, y'know what? I've had enough of being called Katina and Miss Choovanski for the rest of my damn life anyway."

"His magic worked well," Raven said. "The damage has been mended." She instinctively reached out to try to heal the lingering weakness as well.

"Yeah, it did. What are you doing?" So Katchoo flinched back a little; it had been a weird few days.

"Finishing what Merlin started," Raven said. "I apologize, I should have asked you first."

"That would've been nice. Remember that next time, will ya?" Katchoo didn't so much glare as she narrowed her eyes very slightly, and just for a second. "Gimme a couple days to rest, and I'll be fine. You guys don't need to fuss over me, geez."

She said, as if she hadn't been shot in the frikkin' liver.

"You were shot," Raven said. "You would have died were it not for Merlin's magic."

"Yeah, well, let's not make a thing of it," Katchoo muttered uncomfortably. "Kind of aware of that."

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